Non Potest Accipere "Can't Take It"

Gwen B

08 Jun, 2014 06:22 AM
Running running running 
Away from all the fears 
Away from the cruelness and the jeering 
Trying to not succumb to your tears

How can you keep living 
Amongst the cruelty of your peers? The thoughts make you start quivering 
The weight of people's stares

Your life is a living Hell 
The pain too much to bear 
You've tried to live your life well 
But now there is no one who cares

They've called you all the names 
All the insults they could make 
They know the resulting pain 
Would force you to shake

You think of the many scars 
Both inside and out 
Making your beautiful skin marred The wrist cuts too many to count

All those who had called you friend Have abandoned you completely by now 
You just want it to end 
To stop the forces pushing you down

You hold the pills in your hand 
The temptation to take them is great You could finally leave this land 
One gulp is all it would take

You'll finally leave them behind 
The bullies, the fears, the pain 
The parents who've never been kind The few who stuck around for their own gain

You slowly start taking the pills Swallowing them one by one 
It's giving you a terrible thrill Knowing that you've actually won

You lay on your back 
Waiting patiently for the end I
t won't be long, you've read 
But you don't know exactly when

A ding rings out around the room 
A message comes up on your phone It's from an old friend who had moved 
As you read it, you let out a pained moan

"I've missed you kid 
All the fun times 
Do you remember when we hid 
So we wouldn't have to say goodbye?

I've wanted to send my love 
And many kisses and hugs 
I'm coming to visit soon, love 
I'll be sure to bring your old pug!"

You suddenly feel sick 
As you rush to the sink 
The second hand starts to tick 
As you finally start to think

'There are people who care 
People who love me for me 
Ones who'd listen to my fears 
And wouldn't judge on what they see'

You try to throw up the pills 
As you dial nine one one 
You focus on not dying with all your will 
When your call with the operator is done

You finally start to realize, much to late 
That you've never stood alone 
Life is much to great 
To throw away with only a simple groan

You can feel the darkness closing in As the sirens grow louder 
The doctors will have to tell your kin That you are no longer

Why did you do this? 
Why let the evil win? 
The people who love you will now have you to miss 
And surely this must be a sin

You hear the heavy pounding of feet on the staircase 
As you slowly shut your eyes 
You think your final thoughts with tears running down your face 
'I'm sorry my friends. Goodbye.'
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